Wednesday, 24 March 2010

  • My mind

    As I sit here pondering the years I have gained/lost (depending on how you look at it) , I don't really know how to place my emotions.  On the one hand, teaching has been a great learning experience, on the other hand, I should never have gotten into a profession such as this at 21.  Do I regret it...hmmm... get back to me on that

    Mentally, Im a drifter, a Nomad of the Hippocampus.  I dwell in the realm of memories, learning and emotion.  At times, the reverence of my thoughts can be beautifully disasterous; dangerously explicit; disturbingly abstract.  I cant quite put it into words, but I get lost in my thoughts.  I thrive off of sweet words that I can revist in my "brain movie" later.  I love to learn new things that I can sift through and come up with my own theories.  I feed off of love stories and the idea of true love forever, as impossible as it may sound, I want it.  I live in my mind because reality isnt good enough for me. 

    My point: I feel as if time has always alluded me.  Time has played hide and seek with me, and has yet to be found.  Time is my enemy and my ally.  We have a love hate relationship and I think most people feel the same way.  The difference? Time is a major downfall for someone like me.  A thinker...

    My boyfriend cant seem to understand how I can think so far into the future, but I cant understand how he doesn't.  I like when he takes over my "brain movie". I spend so much time concentrating on what I want to do, and what I want to accomplish, that I don't concentrate on what I am doing right now.  He is like a brief intermission of sorts; cant play my movie when I talk to him.  But he isnt a planner. Isnt right now just the time needed to plan for later? As I type that I realize that my thoughts my be distorted.  First step is realizing you have a problem right!?!?!?!?

    My fear?  That I am only a thinker but not a do-er.  That I am a planner but not a follow through-er.  I always have such grand and beautiful ideas but in the end, the idea overrules the actuality; doesnt it.  They always say that you are always harder on yourself.  Is that true?  Who am I?  What am I supposed to be?  What kind of life is there for someone who thinks more than they "do"?    Will I ever be happy with what I have?  Live in the now?  Am I really learning to be more carefree like i think (i think so :) )Or am I doomed to being absorbed within the confines(or lack there of unfortunately) of my mind?

     

    Fuck it... Ima start smoking weed

     

Wednesday, 10 March 2010

  • to eat or not to eat

    So, since i have been doing this "lifetime eating change" (not diet),  I have realized some things about myself.  I have just lost 24...count them 24 pounds.  I have very happy about that.  The first goal was 20, now im waiting on the big 30.

    I realized that I actually want to be skinny.  I can literally see myself skinny (and by skinny for me, I mean a size 10 or 8) for the first time in a long time.  I see myself wearing things that I have never worn before.  Being more comfortable in my own skin.  And I love the way that feels..  Yes, I want to cheat sometime but I want this vision more than I want the food.  Its just food.  I realized that I have a sort of addiction to food.  Just like a drug addict.  At first I thought that was crazy because food is a natural part of your life.  Then I realized that FOOD is natural but the kind of food I EAT is not.  French fries, burgers, oily pizza to name a few favorites.  Once I start going back on to regular foods I am going to only have those things sparingly. 

    point... it seems that the more weight I lose, the more motivated I am to lose more.  This makes me happy, lets get to 50 pounds before Korea!

Sunday, 21 February 2010

  • thiNk abOuT iT...I kNow i dO

    Some of the things I am always thinking about.  Please comment with an opinion if you have one, I am very curious about how everyone feels about these things.


    1. Why is it that all the things that taste so good are all the things that are so bad for you?
    2. Why does black hair take so long to grow?
    3. Why do babies smell so good?
    4. Why is weight easy to put on and hard to take off?
    5. Is it better to be a jack of all trades OR a master at one?
    6. Why do people spend so much time talking about the sin of premarital sex instead of the others, like judging, sloth, and jealousy?
    7. Why does it sometimes take a disaster to bring us closer together?
    8. Why do some pastors roll like pimps?
    9. Why does it take most men longer than women to be ready for marriage?
    10. Why does TV feed girls these perfect fairytales and ultimately fuck them up emotionally?
    11. Why does God love us so much when we don't deserve it?
    12. Why are some women so dependent on a man that they can never be single?
    13. Why do some women/men become so weak for a man/woman that they will allow him/her to treat them like shit?
    14. Why is this new generation of students so damn unmotivated to succeed?
    15. Why do I still have to work harder than a man?
    16. Why did I entertain the antics of this "friend" for so long?
    17. Should we go into situations with immediate trust or should we make people earn it?
    18. Do you wish on stars?
    19. Is it better to have goals and never reach them, or to be content with mediocrity?
    20. What is about to happen to education in America?
    21. When God shows you that people in your life no longer have a place there, how do you just let them go?
    22. Is everyone ELSE fucked up, or is MY idea of friendship just wrong?
    23. What is my reality?
    24. Am I ever going to pick one career or am I going to be trying something different forever?
    25. When is the idea of "beautiful" going to change in the media?
    26. Why am I here?
    What do you guys think?

Wednesday, 17 February 2010

  • Drown them in stomach bile

    Random?? One day, about 2 years ago my room-mate was walking down the street and I mentioned how cute these puppies are and her response was this (in a sing-song voice no less) "I want to drown them in my stomach bile.  Yea, your crazy lady!  I included a picture just so you can see how crazy she looks lol.



    Hmmm what else.  OOOOO i know, VALENTINES DAY came and went.  Of course I spent it with my honey pie of a room-mate (my hetero life mate actually), but my love was there in spirit.  He has been so wonderful lately.  AND he sent me THE BEST GIFT FROM TIFFANY'S EVER.  Its our yin and yang symbol.  How so very beautiful and perfect. LOOKIE!  My first blue box.Yes, I am the man while rocking this:


    Yea, he has changed but I have too.  More time for me and what I want instead of always missing him.  I have seriously found things that I like, and I have cast out all the things and people that make me uncomfortable.  At first, I thought it would hurt to stop talking to my friend that I have had since I have been in phoenix, but he is foul.  So it was just as easy to stop talking to him as it was to stop talking to the women that I just met.  I just dont have time for anything negative.  Talking about me behind my back, not telling me the whole story.  All that bullshit is for the birds, especially since I know Rob is behind me no matter what.  I tried to tell him that I dont think he should say anything or do anything to ruin his friendship but he felt like things needed to be address because my feelings had been hurt.  Not glad this is happening, but definitely glad that he noticed that all of this is some bullshit and felt compelled enough to address it.  thats all i need.  Love affection and Support.


    I have been doing so awesome with my secret focus.  And I have been doing well with my workouts as well.  this week and for the next 40 days,  I am adding something to my regimen that should bring out wonderful results.  Im so excited.  I have changed my philosophy from "skinny people get married" to "thin people are healthy, healthy thin people look good and feel good, looking good and feeling good with a good attitude get you married".  I love positive thinking. 

    Thank you God for happiness and the feeling of success.  Even better, thank you for allowing me to get past the mistakes I have made to get a clear focus on how to be successful in mind, body, and spirit.  I know that I will have more moments when I fall down, but I know that you have made me to be a person who will NEVER say down!  Thank you God.


Monday, 08 February 2010

  • Freedom From Want

    If you know anything about Norman Rockwell, you know that his paintings always have a secret meaning.  This particular one, "Freedom From Want" (irony all through the title) always catch my eye because I think its pure Bullshit.  I wrote this from the mother/grandmothers perspective.ยน



    They dont look at me.......
    they look through me
    They dont see me......
    they see past me. 
    After years of being wife and mother, I have no name.
    My identity has been warped into some woman I havent recpgnized in years. 
    Im a ghost
    Transparent and feared
    What happened to the girl who used to run barefoot in the fields? 
    A life that was once brazen and full of fire, has become predictable and proper.
    A voice that was once loud and even vulgar
    has now been reduced to a whisper. 
    I am a lost wish
    A coin that never made it to the well
    A starless night
    the hopes and dreams cultivated bu books about love and independent thought
    are faint memories like shooting stars lost to the night
        Once....
           I was free....
    I swam naked in the rivers
        I laid in the tall grass and read for hours
    I made love to myself and imagined a strong passionate man coming to take me away
        I was free....
    Too free as my mother used to say
    "A girl so independent and free will be talked about and judged, never to find a suitor"
    How wrong she was
    They loved me...
    They desired me...
    I refused them...
    Then he came along and I thought he was the love of my life...
    Little did I know he just wanted to break me
    I was a wild stallion to him and he wanted to turn me into what he wanted
    By the time I realized what was happening I was...

    Trapped...
    Trapped behind a wholesome smile and a shabby apron.  I've been trapped here for years. All the color and happiness has been sucked from me.  Almost dont remember my life before this. 
    HE said I would also have "freedom from want"
    But I want everything he never let me have
    Everything I once was
    I want happiness
    I want dreams
    I want laughter
    I want love
    I thought he was perfect
    He thought i was broken
    My children are revenous idiots who are controlled by their eyes
    and led by their pockets...

    I am done with this life
    65 years young and I am running away
    They couldnt possibly see the bag I have packed in the kitchen
    The money I have been saving for 3 years
    Happiness is coming
    Can they see it
    Can they see the smile my eyes hide
    Im leaving
    running to a life of unknown and unpredictable
    what have i got to lose?
    I will be free from want...
    ............As soon as I set down this turkey.



    Disclaimer:  I often see Madness when other people see Normality.... but maybe for me, madness is the idea of Normality

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